I've been mute all day
I've had nothing to say
I thought about what you said last night
I had no idea
Dont be like me
Caught in the bathroom staring into the mirror
Asking yourself," why the fuck am I here??"
and wondering why the hell you love someone so much you'd do anything
But you still want to watch your red water run down the drain
Just for the satisfaction of knowing you wont hurt
I wish I could say something ofmeaning toyou so you'd feel better
I also wish that this abomination of a poem was worth something
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Orcestra; we're all mad here
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blackrose:
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to be missunderstood is an understatement
we walk on devils ground in a defind purity of a fallen heaven
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